| A long, long time ago in a little Texas town
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| Eve made her way to the field below
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| To have a look around, girls, to have a look around
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| Down, down she did go, further in the fields
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| When she heard a voice singing sweet and low
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| Dig in with your heels, girl, dig in with your heels
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| Eyes wide, heart inside like a gavel comin' down
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| All around her brain was the sweet refrain
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| Keep following the sound, girl, keep following the sound
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| They’ll try to take you for a ride
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| They’ll muddy all the good you’ve got inside
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| They’ll twist your heart until it’s black and blue
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| But don’t let ‘em keep you down, girl
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| Don’t let ‘em keep you down
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| Miles, miles she did go, when at last she came upon
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| The source of the sound in the watery ground
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| And the night was coming on, girls, the night was coming on
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| Through the wilderness and the cypress trees
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| And the night birds all around
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| She made her way to the river’s edge
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| And her mother there she found, girls, her mother there she found
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| Eyes wide, heart inside like a gavel comin' down
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| When her mother said, come and rest your head
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| I’ll tell you what I’ve found, girl, I’ll tell you what I’ve found
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| They’ll try to take you for a ride
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| They’ll muddy all the good you’ve got inside
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| They’ll twist your heart until it’s black and blue
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| But don’t let ‘em keep you down girl
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| Don’t let ‘em keep you down |